Setting off, the streets unwindThis concrete timelineClears my mind and sightTrading off the routine I walkFor open roadsAnd unforeseen challenge

And the seam will come undone

Settle in at highway speedI'd rather face unknowsBehind the wheelCombing out the tangled thoughtsA release is only naturalIt holds me up

Comb outTangled thoughts we storeTrace outWhat's to comeBring it on

Lost all sense of time(Will it rewind the time for us)A hundred miles awayKeeping track of daysThrough scenery passing me byLiving comfortably(The scenery marks the time for us)The warmth of a cold floorA hundred miles awayYet somehow it still feels like home